Nowadays songs, the lyrics are almost all ancient.

Such lyrics are very popular with literati.

But Zhang Ran would never use this kind of lyrics.

On the one hand, archaic lyrics often lack momentum.

On the other hand, 98% of the detachment are a group of hillbillies who can't read a lot of big characters, and those ancient lyrics, even if they are full of momentum, they can't understand them at all!

If the song can't understand the meaning of the lyrics, then how can it touch their souls?

If they don't touch their souls, how can they support the Eighth Route Army, the detachment, and the detachment more because of this song?

Therefore, this song must not only be full of momentum, but also a saliva song that the people will know what it means as soon as they hear it, and it will be catchy to sing!

Writing songs, Zhang Ran can't.

So you can only copy.

Zhang Ran has seen a lot of the Internet.

In many networks, there are pig's feet plagiarizing famous poems and pretending to be forced, and they are proud of not being ashamed but proud.

Zhang Ran once despised this kind of plagiarism very much - in order to pretend to be forced, he didn't even want the lower limit, which was simply shameless!

This pig's foot cliff is a character problem!

"Fortunately, I'm copying songs, not poems!"

Thinking that he was about to become the kind of person he despised, Zhang Ran defended himself with a weak heart: "And I am copying songs for the future of the country and the nation, than those pig's feet with questionable character who plagiarize in order to pretend to be a force, this ideological realm, I don't even know where it is high - copying for the country and the nation, can it be called copying?" ”

Thinking of the end, Zhang Ran himself was persuaded by himself, and felt that the guy who was copied should feel honored because he was plagiarized!

If they don't get plagiarized by themselves, they can only make a few stinky money!

Now, they can contribute to the country and the nation, what a glorious thing, what a glorious thing!

Moreover, Lao Tzu has changed it!

So, Zhang Ran copied it with peace of mind, and he was no longer ashamed.

After scratching my ears and cheeks all night, the song of the Jindong detachment is freshly baked!

"The wolf smoke rises, and the dogs are eyeing each other

Occupy the Northeast, break the Central Plains, and become a mountain of corpses......

The blood is like the water of the Yellow River

Thinking about China, thousands of years, between vertical and horizontal, who can resist......

Very crazy, the long knife is directed, and the devil who kills cries and calls his mother!

How many siblings are buried in their bones!

Why not die to repay your family and country......

Endure sighing, even more speechless, blood and tears in your eyes!

The horseshoe goes south and people look north

People look north at the grass and the yellow dust is flying......

I am willing to defend the territory and reopen the territory

To make China dignified, let the Quartet ......

Come and congratulate!

"Perfect!"

After self-appreciation, Zhang Ran went out happily with the lyrics, and immediately saw Deng Fang who was drinking porridge, and hurriedly leaned over to show off: "Uncle Deng, look, I just wrote the team song for our detachment, look at it!" ”

"You can also write songs?"

Deng Fang's eyes were wide, and he looked Zhang Ran up and down and said, "I really didn't see that you actually have the ability......

"There's a lot you don't see!"

Zhang Ran snorted, and said with a proud and modest face: "The writing is not good, please ask Uncle Deng to correct it more......"

"Where did you copy this?"

Deng Fang swept it and said with a blue face: "Forget about copying, it doesn't make sense to change the bullshit, and the bull's head is not the horse's mouth......"

With that look, I almost pointed to Zhang Ran's nose and asked you if you want to be embarrassed!

"I obviously wrote it myself - your eye saw that I copied it?"

Zhang Ran stiffened his neck and argued: "If you have the ability, tell me, who did I copy?" You have to be able to say it - I'll eat ...... live."

Before he finished speaking, he quickly shut up and swallowed the word Xiang into his stomach.

Fortunately, Deng Fang didn't notice that Zhang Ran almost missed his mouth, and pointed to the lyrics: "Although I have not seen a similar song, I can still be sure that you copied it, you should have written Yue Fei's song this time, and Leng changed it to this messy appearance for you - you can't see it?" ”

Without waiting for Zhang Ran to stalk his neck and say again, this is what I wrote, Deng Fang has already continued to criticize: "But it is estimated that this original song is not bad, full of saliva, if there is no connotation, there is no artistic conception...... You'd better tear it up quickly, don't spread it out and embarrass you-it's still a team song! ”

After finishing speaking, he directly threw the manuscript paper back to Zhang Ran, and it seemed that any more glances would stain his eyes.

Zhang Ran's face was pale and deeply shocked.

"Brother Ran, you show me!"

Deng Ying, who was timid on the side, couldn't bear to take a look at the manuscript paper, and his eyes lit up and said: "If you don't look at the artistic conception, it's actually pretty good!" ”

When Deng Fang heard this, he almost lifted the table.

Zhang Ran couldn't take care of Deng Fang's mood, his eyes lit up as if he had found a bosom friend: "We don't care what the artistic conception is, what we want is that the villagers can understand it as soon as they hear it-I'll sing it to you first!" ”

As he spoke, he cleared his throat and began to sing.

Zhang Ran's throat cut is not good, but it is not a male duck's throat, and it can barely reach his ears.

Without waiting for Deng Ying's exaggerated singing against his will, a group of people had already poured in, it was Kang Ting, Shi Yuan and other soldiers.

"This song is beautiful and powerful!"

Kang Ting had a pair of red eyes, as if he thought of the blood-stained river outside Nanjing, and gritted his teeth and said: "Especially the sentence that is very crazy, the long knife is directed, and the devil who kills cries for his father and shouts for his mother, it is too tasteful, teach me to sing ......."

"I think it's better to repay the family and country with a hundred deaths, isn't it just us!"

Shi Yuan and a group of soldiers also said emotionally: "Captain, quickly teach everyone to sing......

"Uncle Deng, did you hear it, the big guys said yes!"

Zhang Ran glanced at Deng Fang, whose face was blue and turned into eggplant, and then led everyone to howl wolf at the top of his throat......

I have to say that even if the song has been changed in a mess and the artistic conception is completely incorrect, a song is indeed masculine.

A group of old men roared, full of blood-pumping power!

is high-pitched, and people can't wait to directly pick up a knife and find a little devil to chop off the opponent's dog head!

When singing about serving the family and country with a hundred deaths, sighing, and being speechless, when blood and tears are in his eyes, people can't help but think of the scene of the burial of those martyrs, which makes people's noses sour......

In less than two hours, this song, which was named the song of the Jindong detachment, serving the country with loyalty, and the meaning behind the lyrics, had spread throughout the entire base area, and then spread rapidly along the base area!

Dongjiang County, Cangshui ......

And on the one hundred and fifty kilometers of road under construction, all kinds of voices are echoing everywhere shouting this song of loyalty to the country!

Very crazy, the long knife is directed, and the devil who kills cries and calls for his mother......

How many siblings are buried in their bones!

Why not die to repay your family and country......

Endure sighing, even more speechless, blood and tears in his eyes......

In this song, countless people only felt that their blood was boiling, thinking that the blood was like the water of the Yellow River, and it was actually the blood of the Chinese killed by the little devil that was stained red, and I don't know how many people's hated teeth were ground up......

Then, they turned this boiling blood and their hatred for the little devil into the driving force for the construction of Dongcang Road!

Because they all know that after building Dongcang Road, the detachment can better fight devils, and let the soldiers of the detachment kill a few more little devils together with everyone, and avenge the compatriots who died tragically under the butcher's knife of the little devils......

Everyone was enthusiastic under the multiple stimuli of rewards, team flags, and team songs.

But after all, it was all about manpower to build the 150-kilometer-long road, and the quality of the road was not low in order to transport coal......

By the time the prototype of Dongcang Road first appeared, the time had already entered November.

The fluttering snowflakes began to fall gradually.

Countless ordinary people were wielding hoes in the flying snow, sweat oozing from their foreheads, and their bodies were steaming in the heat......

So many people gathered together and worked hard for a common thing in this cold winter, which is quite heroic!

A ragged man walked with a woman, and when he heard the singing of the crazy man who was crazy and the long knife was directed at and killed the devil crying for his father and calling his mother, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows......

"What are you doing?"

Some militiamen came over with old sleeves on their backs and opened their mouths for questioning, and they did not relax their vigilance at all because there were women around them.

"We are fleeing, the Yellow River burst, our hometown is flooded, we have no food, we are looking for a place to live......"

The men and women spoke, the thick Henan accent, and the miserable expressions successfully deceived the militia.

And recently, because the Yellow River burst in the first half of the year and fled here to ask for food, because the refugee militia in their hometown where the devils were raging also saw a lot, so several militiamen glanced at the two sympathetically, and then pointed forward and said: "In front is the county seat of Dongjiang, the detachment has opened a porridge shed in the county seat, and has also established a refugee reception point, you go there, not only have food to eat, but also a place to live......

"Oops!"

The male and female Nuo Nuo responded: "Big brother, the detachment you are talking about, is it the Jindong detachment?" What is this song you are singing, it sounds very good......"

"This is all the place of our Jindong detachment, come out of our detachment, are there any other detachments?"

The militia proudly stood up and said: "That team song, but our Captain Zhang personally wrote, is used to inspire the people in our base areas, don't forget the national shame, unite as one, and fight the little devils to the end......"

"Little devil, it's hateful!"

The men and women responded, following the direction pointed out by the militia towards Dongjiang County, with a pair of eyes looking around incessantly......

"Poor ......"

A militiaman looked at the backs of the men and women and said with emotion: "On such a cold day, those who have left their hometowns are asking for food - fortunately, we have a detachment here, and the detachment will not let us ...... like them."

"That's for sure!"

Another militiaman said loudly: "The little devil wants us to become like them to ask for food, except for the people in our base area, all the people in our base area are dead - the soldiers of the detachment are dead, our militia is on top, we are all dead, and the villagers will also be on top, as long as we still have a breath, the little devil wants to occupy our base area, and there is no ...... door."